On the ninth day of the ninth month, it was originally an excellent day, but suddenly the wind blew up and several dark clouds pressed over Feng Mansion. Even so, the Feng Mansion was still bustling and very lively.

Two teams of men played and sang, surrounded by a sedan chair and slowly arrived in front of the mansion. Everyone watched around, but there was no trace of the groom.

"The bride is here--"

The childish voice was tender, carrying carefree and joyful hearts, surrounding Kang An'an all the way. She frowned, withdrew her thoughts from afar, and walked out of the sedan chair with the loud sound of suona and firecrackers.

A maid hurried forward and held Kang An'an's hand.

"Miss An'an, be careful of the steps." The maid was meticulous and called Kang An'an appropriately. Even if she became a kiss, she might be an old lady for the rest of her life, right?

Kang Anan paused for a moment, and a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of her mouth. She had been walking this road for decades, but how could she not know where it was low or where it was high? Even the grass and trees in the yard were very familiar with.

Just a moment, Kang Anan regained his pace and moved forward calmly. Perhaps there were too many people watching the fun, and the coolness that should have been in early autumn was a bit unbearable due to the noise.

"Miss An'an, Weiyang Hall has arrived."

Weiyang Hall, today is the place where she and Feng Qikang celebrate the church. At this moment, there is no need to look at it. Kang Anan also knows that dozens of people from the Feng family gather here, but the one who should come the most is missing - Feng Qikang.

Thinking of Feng Qikang, Kang An'an was suffocated. If Feng Qikang was here today, he would have tried his best to stop the wedding.

Kang Anan shook her head, as if she had thrown away all her worries. The moment she bit her lip and raised her feet, the red veil embroidered with gold thread was suddenly blown off by the wind, revealing a stunning little face. Her clear eyes were filled with water, which made her look so pitiful and charming.

Everyone exclaimed, and a few tsks floated out from all over, "What a pity, such a beautiful bride is going to marry a dying person."

"Ah! Cover it! Cover it!" Manager Wang was scared and sweated. On the day of joy, it was unlucky that the celestial phenomena were abnormal. Now, the bride showed her face before she could come to the meeting, which made it even more trouble.

"I think she was just deliberately making the Feng family foolish!"

A crisp female voice suddenly came out. If it weren't for the sharpness, it would have been pleasant. Feng Yanqing pinched his waist and raised his fingers, glared at Kang An'an without any consideration. Feng Yanqing was the only daughter of Feng Shaoan, the second son of the Feng family. Although he was not his biological child, he was very spoiled and always disliked Kang An'an.

Kang Anan seemed to be used to this kind of scene and did not explain too much. He just turned his eyes calmly to Manager Wang, pinching the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, and his hands hurt.

"I think so!" Then the sound was Feng Qize. Feng Qize was Feng Qikang's brother-in-law. He almost hummed from his nose. After listening carefully, he felt a sense of gritting teeth. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked disdainful. However, when the light of his eyes was sweeping over Kang An'an, there was a hint of pain and resentment in his eyes.

"Yan Qing! Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Shaoan's first wife Xiao Suyan spoke out loud to scold her beloved daughter, waved her hand, and a maid next to her stepped forward and picked up the veil. The maid took the veil and covered Kang An'an with her. I wonder if she was nervous about the atmosphere of this situation. The picking action was rushed, and even the dust on the veil was not dusted off.

"Ha--" Someone's low smile seemed to be pressed deep in his throat.

Kang Anan pulled the corner of his mouth without any mind, standing like a puppet, his eyes empty and unpredictable.

Mr. Feng Sinian raised his hand, and his face, which had always been flirting, was a little tired, "Continue."

Seeing this, the manager knew Kang An'an's position in Feng Mansion. His originally bent body straightened and said at the top of his voice: "Hello! Pay a greeting to heaven and earth!"

...

"Two visits to the high hall!"

"Honey husband and wife!"

Kang An'an heard the voice of the couple bowing each other, but his body did not move for a long time until the manager said, "Honey and wife bow to each other! The bride bows to the right!"

Kang Anan turned to the right and knelt down.

"Oh - Uncle, why don't you move away?" The person who spoke was still Feng Yanqing. Feng Yanqing found that the person who was kneeling on Kang An'an was Feng Junran. Although the two were several feet apart, it still made her feel unhappy. In her opinion, Kang An'an was a vixen. After seducing Qi Kang, she wanted to seduce her uncle.

Feng Junran is Feng Sinian's youngest son, the most favored and rebellious. He is away from home all year round, doing herbal and money-making business. He is very capable of dominating the pharmaceutical business at a young age. He not only knows medicine, but also has great medical skills. When he comes back this time, he is for his nephew Feng Qikang.

"She is not worshipping me, why should I move?" Feng Junran opened her thin lips lightly, and turned to Feng Yanqing in confusion. Her amber eyes were full of brilliance, captivating her heart, and her handsome and flawless face was full of indifference.

"Because...because..." Feng Yanqing looked at Feng Junran, his voice getting lower and lower, and the blush flew on his cheeks, and his heart was like a deer bumping. The men of the Feng family all looked good, but as elegant as Feng Junran, people who dared not desecrate others may not find a second person in the world. When he saw this, Feng Yanqing forgot what he said.

While Feng Yanqing was traveling, Kang An'an had finished his kneeling ceremony and walked towards Feng Qikang's room by the maid.

Soon, outside the door, there were cups and chats, and the room was still as quiet as death.

Kang Anan took off his veil and looked at the man who had been unconscious on the bed for nearly three months, and couldn't help but burst into tears, "Brother Kang, we are married, are you happy?"

He sobbed forward, Kang Anan bent his knees and half-kneeled in front of the bed, his delicate voice a little hoarse, "Brother Kang, I know you don't want to marry me, but today I don't regret it..."

"You said you want to protect me for the rest of your life. Even if you are gone, let my uncle protect me carefully. I don't want you to be away..."

"You said you're sorry for me, do you know I'm sorry for you, either."

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After talking for a long time, Feng Qikang seemed to hear it. Although his eyes were still closed, his mouth was slightly opened and his chest was fluctuating violently.

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